"I endured forty-three bolts of heavenly lightning, one more than Zhao Zhen."
Shen Yue took a deep breath and said solemnly. Although Li Qingqiu was even better at showing off than he was, he had to make this clear. He couldn't let his achievement go unrecognized.
Li Qingqiu raised an eyebrow and looked Shen Yue up and down. The more he looked, the more he felt the old man was no simple character.
Judging by their personal panels, Shen Yue was inferior to Zhao Zhen, and he had started cultivating later. Yet once he began, his momentum had been the fiercest of all.
Li Qingqiu exclaimed sincerely, "Shen Yue, you really are impressive. No wonder I've always considered you the sect's second-best. I've always felt you were my only worthy opponent."
The words filled Shen Yue's heart with joy, but he kept his face impassive and gave a soft snort. "You've probably said that to plenty of people."
"Not everyone can bear to hear those words. Think about it carefully: if I said that to someone else, how many would believe me?"
Li Qingqiu countered, his expression serious as he stared intently at Shen Yue.
The corners of Shen Yue's mouth lifted, but he still held himself in check. "I'm no little boy. You won't fool me. I came to tell you this today because I also wanted to say that if the sect has any important missions coming up, you can consider me. These old bones of mine should get moving."
So eager?
Li Qingqiu's instincts told him Shen Yue was aiming for a spot among the Ten True Lords.
The Ten True Lords were judged not only by strength, but also by their contributions to the sect.
Of course, even if he had seen through Shen Yue, he